"Y-yes… I'm s-shy… last night…"
Juliana clamped her mouth shut like she'd just confessed to a murder.
Artis grinned like a man who had just found his new favorite toy.
Before she could backpedal or throw herself out the nearest window, he tilted her chin up and planted a soft, almost too innocent kiss on her lips.
"Hmm?"
She let out a tiny, helpless hum, biting her lip as if that would stop her from combusting.
"You're adorable."
Juliana made a noise that could only be described as an extremely flustered choking sound. Her hands shot up to his chest, half as a push, half as a desperate attempt to ground herself.
"Y-you… don't say stuff like that!"
She whined, squirming in place like a woman on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Artis, meanwhile, looked annoyingly unbothered.
"Why not? Is it wrong?"
He kissed her again, this time lingering, tasting, pressing just enough to make her tremble.
